•Chapter 7• "You're a tough one"

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The stairs led down to a rather lengthy corridor, the walls were a faded dark magenta, and so were the floor tiles. G followed behind you as you marched forward. Nobody other than G was there. It was dark, and empty.  Even though no one was around, it still felt like someone was following you...other than G. You wondered what it would have been like before everyone... disappeared.

"Heh, ever heard of the talking flowers?" G asked, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"The what...?" you questioned.

"The echo flower... you know... the infamous talking flowers," G's voice softly rang in your ears.

"What's an echo flower?" before he could answer, you turned the corner at the end of the corridor. Ahead, there was what appeared to be a massive gateway. What was behind it was a mystery. G delicately collided his arm with yours, shoving you out of his the way.

A soft "sorry, dove," left his 'mouth' as he forcefully ripped the door open to revel a dark and empty cave, like the one you fell into earlier, just without the buttercup flowers.

You took a step forward into the hollow, cold cave. A chilling breeze hushed over you, making your hair plaster to your scalp, and giving you a cold sensation. G quietly chuckled, he must have noticed your shivers, because, a few seconds after, he gently positioned his fuzzy, leather jacket onto your bare shoulders. You let out a yelp from being startled, making G quietly and deeply chuckle once again.

"T-Thank you..." you smiled, "but I can't take it..."

G sighed, and rested his head on the top of yours, "you seem like you need to more than me, sweetheart."

"Fine," you playfully giggled, and continued walking forward.

Ahead, there was a rusty arched doorway, G nudged you forward as you walked through it. On the other side, there was a light. You ran to the exit and swung open the door to find yourself in a chilling forest. To your left, there was a huge boulder, and in front, there was a long path of snow

"Hehe...I know this place..." G quietly commented.

"What is this place?" You started walking down the path.

"It's my home...Snowdin..."

"Snowden?"

"Snowdin." G corrected.

"Whatever..." you giggled, and nudged him before walking through the wooden bars at the end of the path.

After a long travel, you and G finally reached a small abandoned village. G was looking around and messing with the Christmas tree in the middle of the town before completely freezing in place. "Hey!" G yelled, "I see someone!" then bolting towards the end of the town. "Come on, Y/N."

"I'm coming!" You yelled, then swiftly ran behind him.

To your surprise, he wasn't wrong. There was someone. They were facing away for you.

"Hello...?" You reached your hand out to touch their shoulder.

A raspy moan left their mouth as they turned to face you and G. It was...Frisk?

"Frisk?!" You cried, "what's wrong!?"

"Y/N, step back, that's not Frisk..." G pushed on your chest, moving you backwards.

"Don't touch me! You don't know them like I do! It is Frisk!" You shoved G's hand away, and hugged Frisk...hearing the rasp moans in your ear...then feeling two sharp pains in your abdomen...did Frisk stab you...?

"Y/N!" G yelled, as you stepped back...feeling the blood drain from your body...

"Frisk?" You weakly spoke, "w-why?" before blacking out.

~Few Hours Later~

"Y/N?" a disorientated G voice spoke, "Y/N...?"

As you opened your eyes, G's face was over top of yours, staring directly at you, smiling.

"Hey, you're alive. Hehe. I thought you were a goner," G chuckled. "You're a tough one, huh."

"Where's Frisk?" You asked, sitting up.

"Hey, chill, doll. You just got stabbed."

"I know. Now what have you done with Frisk?"

"That wasn't Frisk...it may have been her physically body...but they weren't in control..." G pulled out a cigar, and began smoking.

"What do you mean?"

G looked at you dead in the eyes, and sighed, "Frisk had a hollow look in their eyes. A lifeless cold, inhuman look. Frisk must been possessed, or something. Frisk is the reason everyone is gone. Frisk murdered the monsters. Frisk killed my brother."

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Pfft. I'm sorry this is sloppy...I'm sick and have no motivation- kbye.

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